gae polisner
2 min readJan 12, 2022

They are


our bathroom,

hauling out the tub where

I bathed you both

for years,

watched with eagle eyes so you

might not

slip under,

made mohawks in your hair from

white foam,

moved toy dinosaur

across ledge

growling, “rawr, rawr, rawr,”



gae polisner

Just another writer trying to stay afloat in a sea of words. Author of several novels. Wannabe mermaid. Mother. Trying to age gracefully with no grace in sight.